The boy cracks me up...

when he isn't making me so nuts that I want to pull a Homer and squeeze his neck until his eyes pop out, that is. (Again, I would never actually DO that, it just makes watching the Simpsons THAT much funnier to me.) This morning the boy woke me up to tell me about his dream. He was in the museum and it had lots of ramps and stairs and they went up and up and up and up. And there were ANIMALS there and SNAKES! Somehow I distracted him enough to back to sleep but he was back in a flash with one of his train cars. Its the one that the giraffe head moves back and forth as the wheels turn and he was trying to get the giraffe out of the car. I told him that there was no way to get it out and that it didn't even have a real whole body in there...so the boy decided that we were going to get him some giraffes today. With "roll full bodies and long necks." I asked him where we would find those particular types of giraffes and he said, "well, maybe at Can Soopers or maybe at Giraffe's R Us." Can Soopers must be where we get all of our canned food and where he got "Giraffes R Us" is beyond me...he corrected himself and said Toys R Us later - after I had a good laugh. I can't wait until he starts singing and using his very own lyrics. He got mad at the girl the other day because she was "erupting his reading." He cracks me up!

The Girl and Her Looks

Wow, can my kid give you her opinion. She only has a few words yet but she makes herself understood. I get now why my mother said I could never hide my thoughts - they were written all over my face. Both kids got that unfortunate trait from me, but the girl (at 20 months) has already taken it to the next level. She can give stink eye with the best of them. She will turn in a circle throwing a temper tantrum, screaming and stomping her tiny feet only to suddenly stop and GLARE at the cause of her irritation. Guess who that usually is? It used to be funny but now I have to admit that occasionally I get the goosebumps from it. Mostly, though, I just understand what it means to have your palm itch to wipe a look off someone's face. I would NEVER slap my baby girl so don't go calling the Division of Child and Family Services on me. I just said I UNDERSTAND now. I hate it when I start to understand my mother. That is far more frightening than any look my kid can dole out. Especially 'cuz I got 35 years on her so I have practice giving the looks right back. Have I mentioned how much I am looking forward to her teenage years?